Skepticism is the eternal nature of the emperor.
Although Xuandi had already trusted Chen Fan in his heart, he was still suspicious at this time.
After all, in the eyes of Emperor Xuan, the royal guards to be set up are not only responsible for himself. Who can guarantee that Chen fan also has one piece of information, or which of them will get the information, is it true?
Chen Fan naturally saw what Xuandi was thinking. With a cool smile, he disdained to say, "do you know what's different between us?"
"Where?" Xuandi's voice revealed doubts.
Chen Fan pointed to the heaven, the earth, the palace and said, "you regard the world as the Pearl of your eye, but I regard it as my shoes. We are different, so please don't use your ideas to speculate on my behavior."
Chen Fan's words made Xuandi smile bitterly, shaking his head and sighing: "the position of the ninth five-year plan that many people dream of is just a dispensable thing in your eyes. Chen fan, you are the most ambitious generation I have ever seen in my life
Yes, even the emperor of such a big country disdains people who touch their fingers. His heart is very big and his ambition is very wide!
For a moment, Emperor Xuan seemed to be a little old once. He began to ask himself whether his life in the Ninth Five Year Plan period had lost him the sharpness and sharpness of the past.
It's too cold for a person to stand on a high place for a long time, it may be easy to forget that proverb.
Strong in their own strong hands, a mountain than, a mountain high!
Maybe some people, from the beginning of birth, are not willing to be ordinary, maybe they have low status, but they have an incomparable broad heart.
The sky can't restrain its wings, and the earth can't cover the legs that are good at running. This kind of person can't stop all his life.
I will climb on the road of subduing mountains all my life!
Emperor Xuan suddenly thought of his daughter Jiang Zhixi.
Heart such a man, also do not know this life, is happy or sad.
Chen Fan didn't know the deep thoughts in Xuandi's heart. He just said to himself, "Xiaoliu has already woken up. After I leave, you will take him with you and teach him how to become a good emperor."
"Is your choice small six?" Xuandi mumbled to himself, and then nodded: "yes, after all, he is Xiao Qi's brother. You can see him differently and understand it."
"In your eyes, am I so miserable?" Chen Fan suddenly said.
"Maybe I chose Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi for part of the reason, but more importantly, I know that he can be a good emperor in the future, at least he will..."
the latter words, chen fan did not say, but Xuandi did not care: "at least, he will be better than me, right? I understand!"
"It was I who helped the monster Dongling party. It was I who entrusted the University and allowed the burning slaves to grow bigger and bigger. I, Jiang yunzhan, was the worst emperor of the great Xuan kingdom."
At this moment, Xuandi seems to be an old lion, counting his life all alone. His tone is lonely. In front of Chen fan, he doesn't need to maintain his ridiculous dignity.
Like an old man on his deathbed, he seeks the last comfort in his heart.
Chen Fan wants to comfort each other, but he doesn't know how to open his mouth.
People said that poor people must have hateful place, this sentence in the body of Emperor Xuan, has been incisively and vividly reflected.
"After that, the first person in charge of the investigation of Jinfeng was given to me."
The voice falls, chen fan drifts away.